i've been sick for like two weeks.
and now my fanfic. ppl are yelling at me cuz i havent written anything
the whole world is rotten.


NeverlandNeverlandNeverland
this is a poem i wrote recently on account of a very heart breaking situation. and its acctually a little revalation i came.
Betrayal is such a common thing these days. Is there such a thing as friendship anymore? Or is there any love left out there? Even those who think they've found love and friendship...is it really there...or just an illusion? Maybe what is left is just hiding.You know... I tried to find it once...but i discovered it wasn't real. So maybe it really is just all gone. Its not hiding in the dank dark alley ways anymore. It isnt drowning at the bottom of th


DISOLUTION OF A BLIND SOCIETYDISOLUTION OF A BLIND SOCIETYDISOLUTION OF A BLIND SOCIETY
As the lights go down across this busy metropolis of fast cars and faster people, I see the clouds above the giant buildings slowly begin to part. These slowly parting clouds begin to reveal the bright colors floating on the slowly fading horizon. I see blazing reds and vibrant yellows, soft pinks fading into even softer purples, and as I stare blissfully into this ballet of colors dancing across the distant sky I think to myself “you know, it’s a damn shame that it’s all just smog!” As the bleak reality of the smog filled sky forces its way into my mind, I begin to turn my attent


cries of our decaying homelandYou! Yeah… you! Are you comfortable? Are you happy with your day to day? Ill bet you that at least 10 of you in here work for those corporate big dogs in the tall glass buildings looking down on the common folk below. And ill bet you that the majority of you in here are working parents. Working a job you hate so that you can give your children what you never had.cries of our decaying homeland
And you know, society says I should respect and aspire to be just like those working as corporate slaves. But you know….screw society! Who are they to tell me whom to respect or what to like or what to wear. Why should I have to impress some stranger on the street with a


moonI sleep, and the ocean become restless;moon
I survive my heartaches and all is black again.
I am consumed into the bright sky.
The stars go crying out in pain and misery,
and the loving night comes in:
”hush, all is calm and peaceful, let the moon consume your sorrows”
I remembered that you drowned me in the darkness
And scarred me deep, then closed my wounds.
Then, Peace comes to the beaten stars; night's peacefulness takes over
and the glowing moon: “give me all your fears and troubles. take in all the hope, love, and beauty of the night.”
tsuki
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